There’s always something

Okay. So, I’ve been meaning to post something for a while now. I really have. But once I sit down at the computer I get distracted by MySpace and celebrity gossip and everyone’s blogs, and my brain goes on auto pilot. That’s what this job does to me.

I am so out of steam. I’ve been meaning to do a lot of things.

One thing data entry teaches you is how to find the quickest way to do everything. Efficiency is very important. It’s so important that it’s lapsing into my personal life. This is very, very bad, because I’m already a little obsessive and compulsive. Since I started this job, I’m always doing at least two things at once. Applying for jobs online while watching TV. Unrolling toilet paper while I pee. Letting the iron heat up while I make the bed.

And, you know, I keep putting the important things on hold. Things that I need to be mentally present for. Like calling my mom, whom I haven’t spoken to in too long. Or finishing In Cold Blood. Or checking up on my grandma, who is back in the hospital.

I remember a time not too long ago when I complained about never having time for the things I loved. But then, I did have time to sprawl out on the bed at 3 p.m. to catch an episode of Oprah.